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Direktori

Qui veux m'enseigner mon art Va te renseigner moi j'ai tout vu et entendu Du haut de mon arbre Le rap c'est mon art Tu finiras par remarquer J'veux pas

Headmaster, this is my confession. This time you won't be overjoyed, I have destroyed what little faith you had in me, I've been such a naughty boy. Headmaster

I've met someone that makes me feel seasick Oh what a skill to have Oh what a skill to have So many skills that make her distinctive But they're not mine

Where's that motherfucker at man? Damn, been about 10 days man Hey, hey man, over here man Yeah, what can I do for you, boy? Yeah man, uh, lemme get one

One for the maggots, punk gets light Every time his girl gets into a fight If I somehow get stomped and kicked I'm coming for your ass with a ice pick

Ladies and gentlemen, the House of Mirrors For just one bet, venture through this wonderful exhibit See yourself in all the weird shapes and sizes You

[Violent J] Sitting in the class with my head on the desk Teacher's trying to talk but I could give a fuck less I'm staring at the freak that I know I

Rich boy's in trouble Car broke down on a drive through the ghetto All the weird people, you gotta get the fuck out Need to use the phone, step into my

Good people sometimes think bad things Good people dream bad things, don't you Good people even do bad things Once in a while, we do Factory smoke and